June 5th, 2011 by Linda Jenkinson
- I smell the cinnamon on your skin
- The freshness of rain in your hair
- The vanilla candles in moonlight
- Cast a twilight glow to the air
- Sensuous touch of satin
- The warmth of you pressed to me
- Outside and in
- We soar and glide
- We slip and slide hanging tight
- To this night of old love reborn
- Holding fast to each other
- ‘Til sun shines the morn.
- Apart now, we look and finally see
- That together
- Forever
- Was meant to be.
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May 15th, 2009 by Linda Jenkinson
You allow my eyes to meet Yours
and it is mirrored there,
i feel it in Your touch
Your fingers in my hair
i see it in Your smile
as i lower my eyes
the quiet confidence of love is undisguised
i lean toward You
my lips part in eager anticipation
as You pour Your love into me,
i feel the assimilation
Your cells becoming mine
two lives intertwined
in the quiet confidence of love
As we lie together,
You thrust Your power deep inside
every movement, every moment
holding me in place
yet filling me with pride
Serenity is mine
through the quiet confidence of love.
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March 22nd, 2009 by Linda Jenkinson
I don’ t live in the gray world
nor in the black and white.
I am not a waif of dawn
or an enchantress of twilight.
I am merely a woman,
in the Indigo of night.
Come, bring me your dark dreams
and I will make them mine
As we lay in the velvet of midnight
our bodies tangled, entwined.
Come bring me your passions
Let me hear again
The orgasmic songs of lusty souls
Caught in love’s refrain
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